"What's going on here?" the elites of the Song family who came in a hurry looked at the earth-shattering scene in the park and were dumbfounded.

It doesn't look like human damage, does it?

"Uncle Zhenbang!" one of the sons and nephews of the Song family exclaimed when he saw Song Zhenbang lying in a pool of blood.

The gang hurried up to check it out.

I saw that the originally majestic director of the Inspectorate Division was now having both legs cut off, and the whole person was lying in a pool of blood, his face was pale, and his eyes were dull.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you!" Song Xingguo ignored the blood on Song Zhenbang's body, grabbed Song Zhenbang, and shouted.

But when Song Zhenbang saw his nephew, he was not so happy, but hurriedly pushed them away and shouted:

"Hurry up, inform everyone! Hurry up and leave Tokai City, the faster you run, the better!"

"Uncle, what the hell is going on, why are we running!" Song Xingguo hurriedly asked.

But Song Zhenbang was silent.

That's a Heavenly Rank Martial Artist!

He remembered it now!

The head of the Ling family in the northeast, Ling Zhanxiong is a martial artist in the late stage of the Heavenly Order!

Originally, this was someone they couldn't provoke no matter what, but now that the matter was a foregone conclusion, the best thing he could think of was to run!

"Xingguo! You listen to me! Run away with the whole family immediately! The sooner the better! Go to the Kyoto Tianxia Martial Arts Hall! The curator is an acquaintance of our family! He will definitely protect us!" Song Zhenbang said hurriedly.

"Uncle, why! You have been operating in Donghai City for so many years! How can you just leave!" Song Xingguo said dissatisfied.

He now suspected that he, who was originally the wisest person in the Song family, had been frightened by his opponent.

Just as the two were arguing, Ling Yefeng walked out with Qi Chi.

"Hey, Siyi, can you do me a favor?" Ling Yefeng said into the phone.

"What do you want Miss Ben to help you with?" On the other side, Chu Siyi was playing the game and said boredly.

"Help me take care of my cousin, it's just tonight, okay?" Ling Yefeng asked.

"Oh, little thing, I'll call someone to pick her up right away, where are you?" Chu Siyi agreed.

"I'm in the Directorate General of the Inspectorate. After Ling Yefeng finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

"You're waiting for me here. Ling Yefeng admonished.

Qi Chi nodded obediently.

"Song Zhenguo. Ling Yefeng said coldly with an expressionless face, and slowly walked towards Song Zhenguo.

"Who are you! You dare to talk to my uncle like this! Don't you even know the director of the Supervision Department?" Song Xingguo shouted.

At the same time, dozens of elites of the Song family behind him also took out their own guys at this moment, and their faces were not good.

But Ling Yefeng ignored him and walked to Song Zhenbang's side until he saw Song Zhenbang's tragic appearance.

"Song Zhenbang, are you injured lightly?" Ling Yefeng raised his eyebrows and sneered.

But Song Zhenbang didn't feel angry because of Ling Yefeng's words, but slammed his head down.

"Bang bang ......" A muffled sound came, and Song Zhenbang's head slammed to the ground as if he was dying, and he still read in his mouth:

"I beg you, kill me, and let our Song family go?"

"Yo, I haven't done anything yet?" Ling Yefeng said jokingly with his hands in his arms.

"Why didn't you think of today when you wanted to trap me to death!" Ling Yefeng's eyes were about to erupt with fire.

If he hadn't been around, he would have starved to death.

"Uncle, what are you doing, why are you begging this guy for mercy! What kind of thing is he!" Song Xingguo shouted.

He couldn't understand why Song Zhenbang, who had always been wise, calm and powerful, was so abnormal today!

Actually kowtow to an unknown little bastard!

"Uncle! You wait! I'll avenge you now!" Song Xingguo's eyes were red, and he rushed out with a shout.

"Xingguo!" Song Zhenbang wanted to stop it, but now that he has no legs, he can't stop Song Xingguo at all.

"Could it be that God is going to kill my Song family?" Song Xingguo wailed.

"Boom!" Song Xingguo's momentum exploded in an instant, and the momentum of that Xuan-rank martial artist collapsed on Ling Yefeng's body without any obstacles.

At the same time, his right fist was clenched, and he blasted towards Ling Yefeng.

"Bang!" Ling Yefeng's body was instantly knocked away.

But Song Zhenguo didn't stop there, he lightly touched his feet, and in an instant, his body jumped under Ling Yefeng, and then kicked out.

"Bang!" Ling Yefeng's body was like a ball, and he was kicked high by Song Xingguo, as if he didn't have the power to fight back.

"Huh!" Song Xingguo's eyes narrowed slightly, a murderous aura was revealed, and his legs slammed into force, instantly adjusting to a height of more than ten meters.

Over there, Ling Yefeng's eyes were closed, and he looked like he had been beaten unconscious.

"But that's it! Now, I'll send you to death!" Song Xingguo, who was angry, didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, instantly clenched his fists and slammed towards Ling Yefeng's body.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and Ling Yefeng's body was like a cannonball, instantly smashing down in the square.

"Boom!" The bricks in the square, which had already cracked, instantly cracked, turning into small pieces, and raising a puff of dust.

"Young master is doing well!"

"That's it, just kill him!"

"Damn! This kid is a **, and he dares to be arrogant with our Uncle Song! It's not enough to die a hundred times!"

......

The dozens of elites of the Song family next to him cheered loudly.

But Song Zhenbang was alone, supporting his body with his hands, and his face was as pale as paper.

He knew better than anyone present that Ling Yefeng wasn't injured at all, he was just here to tease them!

Sure enough, the dust cleared, and a blood-colored protective shield appeared in the human eye.

And Ling Yefeng stood up unhurriedly, stretched out his hand and patted the dust on his body, and said very easily:

"I was thinking about testing my strength without vitality, but apparently, you've let me down.

"What!" Song Xingguo was shocked.

But he didn't stop because of Ling Yefeng's words, he mobilized the vitality in his body and rushed towards Ling Yefeng again.

"Boy, just pretend! I know you don't have much vitality left in your body! You're just a strong crossbow!" Song Xingguo sneered.

But soon, he was slapped in the face by himself.

"Bang!" Song Xingguo's fist slammed into the protective cover.

The seemingly weak protective shield was as indestructible as steel at this time, and there was not the slightest damage!

"What!" Song Xingguo exclaimed.

But his movements didn't stop there, he violently exerted force under his feet, and suddenly retreated backwards, wanting to distance himself from Ling Yefeng and think about how to deal with it.

But obviously, Ling Yefeng didn't give him this chance.

"Forget it! I'm bored! Ling Yefeng muttered.

"Bloody hand!" Ling Yefeng slowly stretched out his right arm and shouted in a low voice.

"Boom!" A huge blood-red vitality instantly condensed on Ling Yefeng's right arm, and from a distance, it seemed as if it really looked like a bloody hand.

Ling Yefeng glanced down at his right hand, nodded with satisfaction, and then punched it away.

"Bang!" Song Xingguo's whole person was instantly wrapped in blood-red vitality, and he couldn't even move.

He could only watch as the blood-red vitality slowly enveloped him, and then gradually spread throughout his body.

"No! no!" Song Xingguo exclaimed, struggling.

"Young Master!" The warriors of the Song family behind couldn't stand it anymore and hurriedly rushed forward.

But, apparently, it's too late.

Ling Yefeng's right hand slammed into his hand.

"Bang!" In an instant, Song Xingguo's whole person was squeezed and exploded alive by that blood-red vitality.

Song Xingguo hadn't even screamed before he had turned into a pool of blood.

"What!" As soon as the warriors of the Song family saw this scene, they rushed towards Ling Yefeng one by one, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one.

"I'm just surprised, are you Song family people so brainless?" Ling Yefeng muttered.

But despite saying this, Ling Yefeng's movements did not stop for half a minute.

His mind manipulated, and those blood-red vitality instantly became viscous like real blood, swirling around his body.

Ling Yefeng's right hand slammed into his right hand and swung forward.

"Woo Woo Woo!" I saw that those blood-red vitality instantly condensed into a blood-red big knife, and flew towards the group of warriors of the Song family.

"Bang bang bang ......" instantly, a muffled sound came, mixed with screams.

Those warriors who were originally extremely powerful outside, but at this time, they were slaughtered at will like cabbage.

They had been killed before they even felt what was happening in front of them.

"Huh?" When the remaining dozen or so Song family warriors saw this scene, they were instantly stunned, and then fled in the direction of the outside of the park.

Just kidding, seeing Ling Yefeng's invincible posture, what did they do when they went up to send him to death.

In this case, of course, you can run and run.

"Alas!" Song Zhenbang sat on the grass with a strong prop, his face pale from too much blood loss full of loneliness.

He didn't expect that because of his momentary stupidity, it would bring ruin to the Song family.

Ling Yefeng didn't even glance at those corpses, and walked straight towards Song Zhenbang.

"Tell me who made you like this. Ling Yefeng asked coldly.

"Your father, Ling Zhanxiong. Song Zhenguo replied.

"My father?" Ling Yefeng raised his eyebrows and wondered.

Isn't his dad in the Northeast?

Why did you come all the way to the Jiangnan area?

"Now that it's over, there's no need for me to lie to you anymore. Song Zhenguo said weakly.

"Ye Feng, I know that you won't forgive me for anything I say, but I just beg you, can you let us go. Song Zhenbang prayed.

He knew that he was already dying, and he just wanted to keep his family before he died.

"Hehe, if I killed so many people from your Song family, you don't hate me?" Ling Yefeng said with a smile.

"Alas, as long as the Song family can survive, what will be the lives of these children. Song Zhenbang sighed.

"He is a cold-blooded person. Ling Yefeng said, and then walked slowly in the direction of Qi Chi.

"So, did you promise me?" Song Zhenbang asked loudly with a strong breath.

But it was a blood-colored throwing knife that answered him.

"Bang!" Song Zhenguo's neck was cut off in an instant, and a bloodied head fell on the grass, dead and blind.

"Hehe, let you go, why don't you let me go?" Ling Yefeng glanced back and said coldly.

......

After sending Qi Chi away, Ling Yefeng was alone and walked slowly in the direction of the Song family's mansion.

On the way, he pulled out his phone and called several numbers.

Ling Yefeng breathed in the fresh air outside, looked at the bright moon overhead, and muttered:

"The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the day of murder and arson. ”

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